Hurt

It used to hurt. Every inch of my body. It hurt so much I couldn’t move. I would lay in bed for days, crying myself to sleep. I couldn’t figure out where the pain was coming from.
It used to hurt so much I cut myself, so that for a brief moment, I would know where the pain was coming from.
It used to hurt so much I didn’t know how much longer I could take it.
It used to hurt.
Now…now I feel nothing, and I can’t tell which is worse.